[Mxlplx]
Irrelevant elephants in purple
Dancing in circles
I'm laughing like 'cackee'
Dry heaving, my tongue is bleeding
Whatever, but the weather is shitty
When it hits me in the city, dirty and twisted
Lifted like birds we get simplistic
In worlds that are realistic
Catch this dropkick if you can't stop, quit
Before you pop
Barracuda to Bermuda's hottest spot

[Young G]
Smoky in the studio, analog from digital
Broken through the show, invoking what I know
Forgotten where to go
Buried in my soul
Barely let me go
Smoke 3 to 4 more, that's what I'm here for
Inciting thosе who fear more
Riding while thе Sun pull
Feeling tall off a ziplock bag and a trip to the liquor store
Emanating at the core grown down the shore
Fifteen times of shifting lines can lead to old designs
Grind to my facts, dealing more than syntax to get stacks
Tapes out the DAT to make CDs and Wax
[Swank]
And this is when it gets crazy, you know?
You making yo motherfucking music and you don't know what the fuck is going on
And n***as smoking everyday clocking any shit, and see the same bitch!
The bitch tell you that she love you but what the fuck does that mean, n***a where you at?
Where you standing, n***a? All them bills you paying
N***a, what you planning? I'll be right here n***a, everybody be right there, n***a
Somewhere, a motherfucker be falling
N***as be walking around kind, you don't know what's going on
You do the same thing every motherfucking day, you might as well be gone
N***a, everyday: come along, girls go there, sit there, and leave and find another n***a to passenger seat
Right there talking to a billion dreams
And it's all gone, lollipops at the bus stop, and bitches-